I recognized your foul stench when I was brought on board

Judge's statement poured some concrete for yah…

"Y'all kin stay, cuz yah 'taint a muzzy heah."

"Oh no… Not again!"

Those bags o dicks gotta come from somewhere.

Rest well, sweet man, rest well.

Every mushroom cloud has a silver lining.

Hey, me too!
See yah there.
I'll bring a doobie and some DMT.

The past is a foreign country full with grotesque rabid animals in prologue practice, and although they do things differently there, I am confident the present and future shall best the past and excel in ever fresh escalations of atrocity.

Shia LaBeouf, down the road that I must travel
Shia LaBeouf, through the darkness of the night
Shia LaBeouf, where I'm going will you follow
Shia LaBeouf, on a highway in the light…

In 2046, President Barron Trump shall take his ice cold revenge…

He will have a magic cock ring now and sometimes do a Mr Lifto with the Lantern while charging.

Shove sounds so harsh..;-)

Shufflin' on down, doin' it for you.
We're so bad we know we're good.
Blowin' your mind like we knew we would.
You know we're just struttin' for fun
Struttin' our stuff for everyone.
We're not here to start no trouble.
We're just here to do the Super Bowl Shuffle.

How dafuqs when Baffle Neck who what grinds time be Batman-man, man?

You can do it !
Cut his fucking head off !
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https://www.youtube.com/wat…

…read a book today, it made me think of a life I led
It seemed so far away, but then I wouldn't call it dead
see a name or two and the ghosts just start to roam
had 'em locked away, it seems they've cut their own parole…

…reaping all the sins into the heart of the salivator
Burgalveist and throwing numbers, human insanity with glowing forehead and draining monkey blowing smolder; it rebuilds its stomach, then it starts to feed, gorging down the gullet loads of necromastic rot…

Well, it seems that due to the vagaries of the production parameters of this fragmenting of the audience to the cable television, carnivals, water parks…

“Every man that ever lived craved perfect happiness, the detective poignantly reflected. But how can we have it when we know we’re going to die? Each joy was clouded by the knowledge it would end. And so nature had implanted in us a desire for something unattainable? No. It couldn’t be. It makes no sense. Every other…